Summer Love

"Trevor, why are you really here honey? Be honest and tell me, I'm not going to judge you or shake you down. We're just two friends and I want to know."

"We're friends now!? For real? I'm friends with Britney Spears? THE Britney Spears!?"

She laughed at him and then reached her hand over the table. Normally in a situation like this, she'd be concerned for paparazzi snapping photos, but she had some privacy here as she had booked in with a fake name and paid a good amount of money with an agent connected to Sonny to give her some privacy in the backyard of South Beach. Taking Trevor's hand now, she looked him back in the eyes.

"Yes, we are friends Trevor. Now tell me, what's going on with you."

He sighed and shook his head a bit before finally letting it out.

"I'm here to meet someone."

"You are? Who?"

"My dealer. I came to hit a score on two 8-balls, I'm almost out already."

Britney looked back at him somewhat disappointed as she nodded her head. She didn't want to judge him, for she knew when people were judgmental of her own problems it bothered her. All she did was clutch his hand in her fingertips and shake her head.

"So you're on drugs...I know the pain you are feeling inside. Please tell me sweetie, what's really going on? Do you owe debt to a dealer or something?"

Those words were all it took for her to finally make him let it loose on her. With his free hand, he slammed his fist down into the table in rage, and then finally opened up his wounded heart to her from the flow of his words.

"No! My whole career...it's going down the fucking drain. I'm lucky to have any money. I like to live privately and do what I do out of everyone's way. I made it big about three years ago by producing and writing songs for some pop singer that turned out to be a big hit. I moved down here and kinda got sucked into the life you know? You know what I mean by that?"

She nodded her head to him.

"Yes, I do. Carry on hun, I'm listening"

"All the money I had, I started blowing it on fucking materialistic shit that don't matter in the end. I got a big house, a nice car, a nice guitar that cost me thousands just to hang up as a trophy. I built my own bedroom studio with money...and then the drugs. I'm so far in debt, I know they're going to kick down the door of my place and start taking everything again."

"Honey, you don't know that! You could still get out of this! Look at me! Everyone was saying I wouldn't live to see 2009 and here I am better than ever! It can get better, you just can't give up!"

"I don't know Britney, I don't see myself getting out of it and coming back. I had an album I worked with for someone last summer and all that work for nothing. i didn't make a dime for that work and it was supposed to be a big break. If it weren't for the DJ gigs and set ups from Sonny, I probably wouldn't be able to afford my utilities and my drugs."

"Look, I wanna help you Trevor. You...you remind me of me, when I was going through my own personal hell. You can't believe everything you read in the papers about anyone these days."

He looked back at her shocked, as he couldn't believe the words he was hearing. Already this was an odd coincidence of being tipped on the same coin as Britney Spears the next day after a casual meeting at a party. Of all the celebrities he had met and worked with, and even partied and slept with, there was something about her that always lingered in his mind. Once the sex goddess of the magazines in the early 2000's, she had aged like fine wine. Trevor's mind was lost in the fantasy already of his newly found friendship with her.

"You mean this...really? How do you want to help me?"

"I don't know yet! I can think of something though...how about we leave here and do something fun? You don't need those drugs anyway sweetie."

"Speaking of that, my pusher man should have been here about 30 minutes. It's after 12:30, and he hasn't showed up yet."

Britney turned her head and looked around as Trevor was gazing down at his watch and then back up. He didn't hold back rambling on talking.

"You sure you wanna spend the day dealing with me? No one usually gives me a lot of time these days, so I appreciate it, but are you really sure this is how you want to go about your day?"

"Yeah I'm sure, we're friends now! Remember?"

"Oh yeah, I'm never gonna forget about that."

She reached over and patted his hand and pointed up across the pool at a tall man in an orange fedora hat, button up shirt and khaki shorts. He looked out of place to her eyes, but she knew how to spot these types from her own experience years ago.

"Honey! Is that your dealer right there in that silly ass hat?"

"Yeah that's him...I better go and pay him."

Britney brought her hand up to swat at him to stay put.

"No! You let me handle this!"

"Oh god, are you fucking crazy? Britney, no!"

Before he could stop her, Britney had got up and began to slowly walk her barefooted way over to the dealer. Trevor got up trying to stop her and within seconds, the bright orange fedora hat turned it's way and spotted him and began walking over to the both of them. The man called out in a whistle, but Britney beat Trevor to him.

"Excuse me? You looking to bring my friend his new fix?"

"What's it to you? Who exactly are you?"

"I'm Mr. Trevor C's new agent. As his adviser, I'm telling you right now, he don't want your drugs. So take them back, and go bother someone else with this."

The drug dealer looked down at her shocked. He was over 6", and this little short blonde woman that he obviously didn't recognize to be a famous celebrity was telling him off.

"What the fuck you talkin' about? Listen bitch, I don't care if you're his mother. This is between me and him."

By now, Trevor was standing behind Britney and the man looked over at him shocked.

"Who the fuck is this bitch, Trevor? You gonna let her tell you how to live?"

"I uh..."

Britney quickly cut Trevor off.

"He don't want your drugs!"

"Fuck off bitch, his stupid ass done paid for this, so here you go."

The dealer grabbed the two 8-ball baggies from the pocket of his shirt and reached over to hand them to Trevor. Britney eyed Trevor as he took a sigh and handed them back to him.

"No, I cant' take them...I know I already paid, you take it back. I'm probably headed to rehab before the weekend comes."

The dealer smugly shook his head and then eyed Britney from his sunglasses.

"Thanks for that."

"Oh you're welcome, you heard the man, so don't bother Trevor no more!"

As the dealer was walking off back off, Trevor had his mind blown at what Britney had done for him, posing as his agent now and pushing his main pickup man off him. The two of them were walking now as she stopped back at her table stand where she had bag, cellphone, flip-flops and jacket that was all sitting there before a good timed coincidence caught her off track.

"You just killed me. Telling that guy off, you're gonna end up getting me murdered with shit like that."

"Relax! You already paid him, so it's your loss. He isn't going to bother you again. Now come on, let's go."

"Where are we going Britney?"

She walked with him, thinking for a minute.

"Let's go to your place..."

Trevor looked over at her shocked for a second before responding.

"Seriously? You wanna go to my place? Why?"

"So you can be comfortable at home! Come on, I can call a cab and we be there soon. Jsut give me a minute to text someone so they know where I'm at...Oh shit! We forgot our sunglasses!"

"You want me to go back and get them?"

"No honey, that'll be OK, I can buy a hundred more, and I'll replace yours if you remind me later. Let me text back right here, and then I'm all yours. We're gonna call a cab. Where exactly do you live?"

"Sunset Isles, 28th street. It's not that far from here."

"Thank you sweetie, now let me finish this text. Oh, can you help me get this towel over my body please?"

"Sure, no problem."

Finishing her text back to her bodyguard to inform her security where she was going to be and to watch for her in a taxi cab, she slowly slipped her sandals between her toes while Trevor was helping get the jacket over her body and tied. Any other man right now would have been able to question the fact she was leaving in just a bikini, but in Trevor's morning drug fueled mind, he didn't phase it. It also didn't help that this was Britney Spears of all people, and here she was in the back of her own mind deciding to go off with a stranger she had just met. She had a good feeling about this man and his wounded heart that she felt she could fix. The surprise would all be his to unfold just what she had in store for him.

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Time had passed as the hour was now 2 in the late afternoon by the time the driveway to Trevor's mansion was occupied with a moving vehicle. True to her promise, Britney had hitched a cab for the two of them and they took the short ride through busy traffic to get back to Sunset Isles where his mansion was. The blonde bombshell singer was in a good mood, as her companion in Trevor was still a nervous wreck. Turning the brass door knob of the big white door, she invited herself in right behind him before shutting the door and locking the two of them together isolated from the rest of the world. The living room of the mansion was lit up from the big double windows with the sun shining into them, while she got a good picture of the plain look of his mansion with not much decoration going whatsoever, outside the spiral staircase that was over to the right, which she guessed led to his bedroom and probably where his studio was. Britney immediately looked around and spotted a big white couch that he had, big enough to sit 5 people.

"Well, look around...all your stuff is still here hun."

Trevor looked around and nothing had changed whatsoever. So worried in his mind of the debt and repossession of his material belongings he observed the room and then Britney did, as well, as she spotted an old looking guitar on the wall. Pointing over at him, she was positive this was his 'trophy' instrument he mentioned that cost a fortune. From a distance she could tell it was an older Les Paul model.

"Look! Your guitar is still up there on the wall...all your stuff is still here, Trevor. I'm sure all those keyboards are upstairs too."

Softly smiling up at him, she rubbed her hand on his shoulder trying to relax him, but in his face she could tell he was still negative as anyone under this amount of stress would be.

"It's not like it's going to be here forever, I know they're going to take it eventually."

"But it's still here right now, so no sense in worrying about that at this minute."

The man had rolled his eyes upon closing them as he went to sit down right in the middle of the big couch. Britney kicked off her flip flops by the couch and relaxed her soles down on the wooden floor as she brought her knee up to move and sit down on the couch, resting one hand on the back of the couch beyond his shoulder, while she trailed her fingers on his leg. Leaning over, she teased him with her heavy cleavage in his face off to the side, as she continued to rub his leg and speak to him in a soft low voice.

"Don't worry about all this stuff right now. You're gonna be OK. You're with me now, and not out partying or shooting drugs."

Trevor looked over at her as she had a smile on her face and now ran her hand up through his brown long hair. She brought her hand down to cup his leg jaw, brushing over his nice subtle hair on his face.

"It's just money baby. Sometimes you get high, and you go dry. That's how it flows from time to time. You'll get it all back, I know you will..."

"Easy for you to say, but I got-"

"You can get back on top of the world, it's not over. Your life isn't over just cause you're going through a rough patch. You're still young honey, you're not in your 40's yet when most people do start growing grey hairs worrying about their savings or when they have kids they gotta worry about sending to college."

While he sighed looking down, Britney had began to rub her hand down on his leg in a circular motion. Leaning down, she spoke once more in her low sexy voice.

"I'm gonna help you Trevor, but first we gotta get your mind back in it's right place."

Running her hand up his shirt now he looked up at her somewhat bewildered by the sensation coming in his body having her right here, and now her words.

"What do you mean?"

"You're an emotional train wreck right now. Anyone can look at you and see the stress over your face. I'm gonna take your mind off of it and get you back on top."

Now with both of them looking each other in the eyes just mere inches away from touching noses, she smiled again, and softly whispered.

"Just relax..."

With her hand on the collar of his shirt, feeling his chest, Britney leaned in and kissed Trevor on the lips. He softly pushed his tongue into her mouth and they began to dance their tongues among each other. She moaned into his mouth, and then he kissed her deeper, wrapping his arms around her curvy jacketed body. As she leaned back during their kissing, he brought his hands over her body and pulled her into him, forcing her to moan into his mouth again. Finally breaking the kiss, Trevor had closed his eyes and brought his mouth to her neck. She closed her eyes and moaned while he was kissing her neck softly, whispering to him in a purr.

"Ohhhhh yeah, mmmmm."

With her soft touch, she put her hands on his face, sliding over to grab his chin and pull him back up to kiss her but he fought back and placed both hands on her cheeks in return, cupping her face as he came back up for a big kiss, once more dancing his tongue into her luscious mouth. Britney moaned into his mouth as she leaned back, forcing him to pull her towards him again as she wanted Trevor to make his move. Leaning forward, his hands wrapped around the curves of her sensual body, gripping her lovely ass from behind in the clothed jacket forcing her to moan in his mouth. He fumbled the grasp on her body before wrapping his right arm around her and pulling her right into his lap. Their kiss broke in the process, giving her ample time to pull the jacket robes apart revealing her body to him.

Britney pulled her jacket down and then snatched the strings to her bikini top freeing her big breasts to his eyes, as she began to surrender her body to him. Trevor's eyes remained mesmerized at the sight of her big perfect tits as he brought his face down, smashing his face into them. His mouth found her left nipple as he closed his eyes and licked it, sucking on it to feel her nipple harden like a bullet. She put her hands on his shoulders, cupping the back of his neck with her fingertips as she pushed him in further. Throwing her head back she moaned at the feel of his tongue over her nipple as he now moved to the other one and kissed it. She looked down and squeezed her hands softly around her tits to smash his face with them. Leaning up further in his lap, she moaned louder in her low sexy voice. With her leaned up, his hands ran up her muscular legs and went under her jacket, gripping both her firm butt cheeks in his palms, causing Britney to slowly sit her ass back down on his lap and then she could feel the bulge of his growing cock under her. She spoke to him in her low sexy voice.

"Ohhhh, feels like someone is up for some fun!"

With a grin of a winner on her face, Trevor came up from his worship of her sweet tits and then Britney couldn't hold back another chance to bring her mouth down and dance their tongues in another loving kiss. Moaning into one another's mouth, his hands found her tits, and squeezed them between his own slobber all over them. Britney used the kiss to sink him back into the couch and show that she would be in control of the time to reveal their bodies. Once their lips parted, her hands went to the collar of his floral shirt, and she went to unbuttoning it to reveal his chest. Trevor couldn't help but move his mouth over her left tit for one more time to feel that hardened nipple between his teeth. Britney cupped the back of his head with a caring touch as she played with his hair in one hand, while her other hand was busy getting his shirt unbuttoned right down to the final button when she needed both hands to get it. Britney gasped at the sight of his naked torso and ran her hands up, causing him to move back from sucking on her tit and he relaxed for a minute. She dropped her lower lip and gasped with both hands running up and down his chest.

"Mmmm, your body is nice like I knew it would be."

"It's nothing compared to how gorgeous yours is."

Both of them in the heat of passion, Trevor put his hands on the jacket wrapped around her waist and then went to pulling it. Deciding him to aid him, Britney got up from his lap and sat her bare feet on the floor as she pushed the jacket down from her waist and to the floor. The only thing remaining on her body besides her small shiny ear rings and diamond belly button piercing, was her blue bikini thong. With the pull of her finger tips it slid down too revealing her full naked body before the man. Trevor had stood up, and now his eyes glossed over her perfect body, still sexy as ever. Her shaven pussy was dripping wet and ready, and while her eyes had seen the big bulge at the center of his beige colored pants, her eyes were instead locked on his, as he leaned down and brought another kiss between their lips.

Trevor wanted to take control now and take this time to worship over her beautiful naked body. Wrapping his arms around her to push her body into his and feel her big tits pushing against his naked stomach, Britney had other plans for how she wanted to do this but she couldn't help but turn it over to him now as during their kiss he moved her towards the couch, pushing her down to sit on it. She moaned into his mouth and broke the kiss. Though her plan for taking him had now been changed by his touch, she grew a better idea as she laid on her side and quickly used her hands to push her way up over the couch so she could arch her head and neck up. Giving him an inviting smile, he dove right over her amazing body and put his hands on those big breasts as he leaned down and kissed her one last time. Britney moaned into his mouth, and broke the kiss to speak to him in her low soft voice.

"Oh, your hands feel so amazing on my body...you like these tits?"

"Yeah I love them, so amazing."

"Kiss 'em for me again."

His face went down, gripping her tits hard between his fingers as he placed wet kisses on both her nipples. Britney threw her head back moaning in approval and spoke once more.

"Mmmm, just like that honey...yeah."

Trevor came up and now was talking back.

"This body is...oh my god, I have no words."

"You don't need any words baby, my body is ready for you."

Ready for what exactly, whatever she thought, Trevor had his own mind made up. He trailed kisses from her breasts down to her stomach. Lapping his tongue to play over her belly button ring, all Britney could do was watch as he kissed his way down her beautiful muscular torso. Once he got to her pussy, he teased her poking one finger in and then she wheezed out a soft moan in her sexy voice. Before she could think, he had placed his mouth down there and darted his tongue deep into her loving cup.

"Oh god! Oh god...ohhh."

Bringing her hands up, she squeezed her tits as Trevor held nothing back as his tongue slid in and out of her clit like a small snake. One of his hands came up and squeezed her left boob with her but he gave up on it as his hands firmly embedded into her torso to grip her, and look up at her. Their eyes met and then he forced his tongue into her warm opening harder and faster. All she could do was close her eyes and then moan the loudest she had so far.